It is so cold. Only in the twenties and by some standards may be considered chilly, but I am freezing. I had hoped the really cold weather was over.

I need to be working on my classroom door decoration for the month of February. Of course I want to do something for Valentine's day. One really cute idea was to do a box of candy and put the children's name on each piece. I love the idea but can't decide how to make the pieces of candy. My mind can't grasp what materials to use. I don't want to go to a lot of expense because I will have to change it after the 14th.

I finished crocheting my niece's poncho but I haven't picked up my crochet hook since december. I have been wanting to do so many things, I can't decide which one to do and I end up doing nothing. I have even been looking at pattern books and browsing through the fabric department. My new interest is doll clothes. We have a lot of naked baby dolls at the daycare.

It is a new feeling for me to actually be wanting to do something; to be thinking about doing anything. Even after my surgery, I never felt like the person I once was. Now I am feeling a little like my old self. It is hard to explain.

Thank you God for loving me and taking care of me.


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Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust. O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee; But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight. Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips. The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot. The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage. I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons. I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope. For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:1-11